Yuheng Daoist straightened the Taoist robe on his body, then lowered his head, took a gentle step, and cautiously approached the small courtyard.

In his eyes, it seemed that this was not an ordinary courtyard, but a holy place in his heart. The moment Yuheng Dao people stepped into the small courtyard, it gave people a sense of pilgrimage.

The door of Zhou Cheng's room also opened a little bit as the Yuheng Daoist walked in. Before he walked into the house, Yuheng Dao felt that there was a gaze looking at him.

Yuheng Daoist walked into the house with his feet raised, this was the first time he walked here, and the moment he entered the house, he didn't look around, but stood still with his feet and bowed respectfully.

"Disciple Yuheng, meet the real person in charge. Yu Heng lowered his head, he only saw a futon in front of him, and there was a person sitting on the futon, the hem of the black robe and the white gauze drooped from the futon and fell to the ground.

"No courtesy. Zhou Cheng looked at the young Yuheng and nodded with satisfaction.

Yuheng Daoist raised his head, looked up at Zhou Cheng, and still knelt in place, staring at the floor in front of him.

"Your divine soul is damaged, but you have overestimated Xianyiguan?" Zhou Cheng asked casually, as early as when his divine mind swept over the Yuheng Daoist, he found that the divine soul of this disciple sitting in Yilou was damaged.

"The disciple is incompetent!" Yu Heng lowered his head slightly, a hint of shame on his face.

Yi Lou not only gathers information from all over the world, but also deals with some things that Zhou Cheng explained, such as one of which is to find Xianyiguan.

Yuheng Daoist has the information of the entire Yuntai Temple, but there is not the slightest clue about Xianyiguan for several years, and he also personally calculated it not long ago, and it was that time that he was counterattacked by the power of time and space.

Because Yu Heng had not become a primordial god, the power of the backlash had caused his soul to be seriously damaged, and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

"Xianyiguan this place, this seat has also been calculated many times, but there is no clue, and it cannot be rashly calculated in the future. Zhou Cheng continued, and at the same time, his divine thoughts surged towards Yuheng like a tide, and Yuheng Daoist suddenly felt as if he was in a warm soup bath, and in just an instant, the damaged divine soul recovered.

Yuheng Daoren's face was delighted, and he hurriedly bowed to Zhou Cheng again: "Thank you for teaching the real person." ”

"Take things out. Zhou Cheng took action to treat Yu Heng's damaged soul, and then said the purpose of calling Yu Heng this time.

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, Yu Heng took out a book from the sleeve of his robe, and he respectfully raised the book above his head and placed it in front of Zhou Cheng.

I didn't see Zhou Cheng make any moves, so the book turned on its own, and soon Zhou Cheng's Yuan Shen appeared behind him, and the Yuan Shen condensed a world model in front of Yu Heng in front of him.

With the fingers of the Yuan Shen, the countries of Middle-earth appeared on the model, and then countless cities appeared, and changes kept taking place on them, and if you looked closely, these changes were exactly the same as the changes in the general trend of the world in the past two years.

Yuheng Dao people also watched carefully, and soon the scene of the world evolution had reached the present, but the world model did not stop, but continued to evolve naturally, and soon appeared a few months, or even a year or two later.

It's just that these future changes composed of divine thought deduction are too complex and unpredictable, and even if the people of Yuheng Dao try to watch, it is difficult to see through the general trend of the future.

After a while, the world model constructed by Shen Nian collapsed, and the Yuan Shen fell back into Zhou Cheng's body, and the others also stood up.

"I have something that needs to be out for a while, and I need you to do something as I walk by. Zhou Cheng got up and walked a few steps, approached Yuheng Daoren and said.

"Please teach the real person to command. Yuheng lowered his head, although there was a lot of curiosity in his heart, he didn't ask.

Zhou Cheng nodded and continued: "You then designed a passage from the front mountain to this place, but this passage needs to be chosen countless times before it can finally lead to this place, in short, it is a matter of chance and coincidence. If anyone comes here by chance, no matter who they are, write them down for me, and send someone to protect them secretly, and then make a decision when I return. ”

Yuheng Daoist was confused when he heard this, but he also hurriedly responded: "The disciple must obey the decree of the law. ”

"This time I went out, maybe for a few years, I will look at all things in the world, and you will decide the internal affairs, and leave the external affairs to Tianshu. This Palm Sect Golden Seal Sword will be kept by the two of you for the time being. Zhou Cheng continued, and at the same time, with a shake of his sleeves, a pure gold seal and a pure gold magic sword flew out of the big sleeves and levitated in front of him.

These two things were given to Yuntai Guan by Emperor Li Xiong, and the material was just ordinary gold, but after Zhou Cheng got it, he also simply sacrificed it, although it was not a powerful treasure, but there were also some miracles, which were of great help to the cultivators below the Yuan Shen Realm.

After the golden seal appeared, it fell straight in front of Yuheng Daoist, and then was respectfully taken by Yuheng Daoist.

Then Zhou Cheng flicked his fingers at the magic sword, and the magic sword turned into a golden light and flew out, heading towards the Star Hall in the inner courtyard of Yuntai Temple.

The Hall of Stars is the main hall of the inner courtyard of Yuntai, and at this moment, a middle-aged Taoist in his early thirties is standing on the steps of the Hall of Stars, watching dozens of disciples from the outer courtyard practicing swords in the square of His Highness.

This middle-aged Taoist was also wearing a gold and silver embroidered robe, and he was the third-ranked Tianshu Daoist among the nine sons of Yuntai.

Although the Daoist realm of Tianshu Daoist is not as good as Beidou and Nandou, he is the oldest among the nine sons, and he is a well-deserved senior brother in the hearts of many people.

The magic sword landed in front of the Heavenly Pivot Daoist, a faint golden light dispersed, and Zhou Cheng's words also sounded in the mind of the Heavenly Pivot Daoist.

Seeing the appearance of the Palm Sect Magic Sword, the disciples in the Star Hall Square all stopped and respectfully saluted the magic sword.

"The disciple obeys the decree of the law. "Tianshu Daoist also bowed to the magic sword, he already knew that Zhou Cheng was going out.

After he bowed, the magic sword automatically flew into the sleeve of the Heavenly Pivot Daoist as if it were spiritual.

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Yecheng is now the capital of Later Zhao, where the main people are the Qian, and the rest are the Han people, as well as a few Hu people such as Xianbei, Di and Qiang.

Because it is the capital, although the Han people are also severely oppressed, they can still have some freedom and barely make a living.

Since Shi Hu has been proclaimed emperor, he is also thinking about how to govern this country, so he also has to start reusing some Han officials. Some high-ranking Han officials also began to appear in Yecheng, and some well-dressed Han people gradually increased.

Zhou Cheng left Yuntai Guan and arrived in Yecheng, but now he has changed his image and looks like a rich old man in his fifties.

Although Yecheng is the capital of the country, it is not yet a flower, in this unprecedented turbulent times, at most it is a little lively, some shops are set up on both sides of the streets of the city, and some small bazaars have spontaneously formed in some ruins and vacant lots.

Zhou Cheng walked in the Yecheng market, looking at these hurried people with vegetables on their faces, and he could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

From the calculation, Zhou Cheng found that there would be two people in Yecheng who would have a significant impact on the future, although he didn't know whether this influence was good or bad, Zhou Cheng still felt determined to come and take a look in person.

If possible, he even wanted to kill the two men in advance.

It's just that the calculation is vague after all, and Zhou Cheng can't accurately know the identities of these two people, and it's hard to say whether they can even meet them, everything depends on Zhou Cheng's own chance.

"Get out of the way....... get out of the way" Just as Zhou Cheng was walking, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and there was a shout along with the sound of horses' hooves.

Zhou Cheng looked back and saw that it was a group of Houzhao cavalry galloping in the city, but what made Zhou Cheng curious was that the person led by this group of cavalry turned out to be a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Han boy.

This is a standard group of Qianren cavalry, and judging from their clothing, it is still the most elite emperor's army in Later Zhao, but such an army seems to be led by the Han boy, which makes people feel a little incredible.

The cavalry quickly swept through the market, and Zhou Cheng hurriedly retreated to the side of the street.

When the Han boy flew by, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhou Cheng, the two looked at each other, Zhou Cheng calmly met him, but the young man's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

After the cavalry, the whole market was in disarray, many pedestrians who could not avoid it fell on the side of the road, and some stalls were washed away.

Zhou Cheng found that next to him, there was a young man selling bamboo utensils, who was helplessly collecting his bamboo utensils on the ground.

These bamboo utensils are baskets, dustpans, bamboo baskets and other items used in ordinary labor, some of which have been deformed, which should have been trampled by horses' hooves just now.

"Bad luck..... Another day's hard work and useless work. The boy who sold bamboo utensils complained in a whisper as he gathered away the scattered things.

Zhou Cheng glanced at the ordinary young man, he didn't care much in his heart, and when he was about to leave, his eyes fell on the place where the young man was sitting just now, and he saw something that surprised Zhou Cheng slightly.

Although separated by a certain distance, Zhou Cheng could see clearly that it was a book that had been turned over a little worn.

A teenager who sold bamboo utensils actually carried books with him in the troubled times, which made Zhou Cheng a little curious about this teenager.

Zhou Cheng picked up the book on the ground and dusted it off, and when he saw the title of the book on the cover, Zhou Cheng was even more surprised.

"Twenty-four Articles on the Art of War" is the name of this book, and Zhou Cheng knows that this book is written by Zhuge Kongming in his later years.

"This book was dropped by the boy, and I ask the old man to return it. When Zhou Cheng didn't even pay attention, a hand reached out in front of his eyes and shook it.

Zhou Cheng looked away from the book, and saw that the young man selling bamboo utensils was standing in front of him, reaching out to ask for the book.

"Little brother can actually understand this book?" Zhou Cheng asked curiously, but also put the book back into the young man's hand.

"A few years ago, I picked it up by chance, and after asking left and right, I recognized all the words in it, and every time I read it in the past few years, it made me suddenly open, but it made the old man laugh!" said the young man a little shyly, but his words were clear and clear, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

For this book that he picked up by chance, the boy has indeed reached the point where he can't put it down, even when selling bamboo utensils, he will be immersed in the book.

It was precisely because he was so selfless that he didn't have time to put away the bamboo just now, and was trampled by the horse's hooves.

"I picked it up..... What's your name?" Zhou Cheng asked more curiously.

He didn't ask casually, but he was genuinely curious.

Because Zhou Cheng started from the demon pill to continue his life, in fact, he was somewhat involved with Zhuge Kongming, and this "Twenty-four Articles of the Art of War" was also written by Zhuge Kongming, Zhou Cheng faintly felt that there was a connection between this young man and himself.

The young man did not speak immediately, but looked Zhou Cheng up and down for a moment.

It can be seen that this young man is also an alert person, and he seems to think that Zhou Cheng's dress and appearance do not look like a wicked person, so the young man replied:

"My name is Wang Meng"